Beaumont: So... Louise.... I don't get it. Me: Get what Beau? Beau: Well... you know how you just spent days and days putting together a desk calendar for your She Dares Boldly series... Me: Yeeeesss.... (already I know I'm in trouble...) Beau: Well... I don't understand why you don't have a "Beaumont Dares Boldly" calendar.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Excuse me. You're not posting that photo of me on my blog are you? Me: Why wouldn't I? Beaumont: It's not my best look. Me: What's wrong with it? Beaumont: I look like I've been on a bender. Me: I think it's cute. Anyway. You don't drink. Beaumont: You could drive me to drink.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So Louise... what do you have to say for yourself? Me: About what? Beau: Don't play innocent with me Louise. I know you know what I'm talkin' about. Me: I know I don't. Beau: Ha! Yes you do. Me: Okay Beau. Tell me what I know that I don't know I know but you... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Really Louise? You give me a moose cookie when there's a perfectly good bowl of stew sitting right in front of me? Me: I brought it back just for you from Mt. Engadine Lodge Beau! Beau: So what? if you hadn't gone away you wouldn't have had to bring me something back. Me: Oh.... Continue Reading →
Beau and his significantly special gift from Iwona Beaumont: So... Louise... what gives? Me: What do you mean? Beau: I mean... what gives? Iwona sent me a gift. Rod sent me 50 ways to get even and you? What did you get me? Me: I came home?... Beau: And... Me: And... that's it. Beau: And... Continue Reading →
Looking from the inside/outside - oh where oh where can my hoomans be? Get this peeps. Louise goes off galivanting in the east... she seldom calls... and now... she's even reposting one of our conversations from when she went west two years ago to see 'The Little' who at the time was the only Little... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. Would you please get that disgusting thing off the couch. Beau: It's not a 'thing'. It's my Bebé. Me: I don't care what it is. It's disgusting. Please take it away. Now. Beau: If you throw it, I will. Me: I am not touching that thing! Beau: Bebé. Me: Beau.... Beau: (oh so... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Louise! Louise!.... you dead? Me: No Beau. I'm in Savasana pose. Beau: You look it. Me: What's that supposed to mean? Beau: It ain't called 'the corpse pose' for nothing Louise Me: Oh wow. You know that? Beau: You know Yoga was invented by dogs. Right? Me: Ummm.... really? Beau: Yup. Yog. Dog. We... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. We need to talk. Beau: I'm busy. Me: Beau.... Beau: Yah. Yah. Yah. Whatever. Me: Beaumont. This is serious. Beau: Taking me to the groomers and inflicting all that brushing and fluffing on me is serious Louise. If what you wanna talk about is what I think you wanna talk about, well that's... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. What are you doing? Beau: Sitting. Me: On my lap. Beau: My... you are observant Louise. Me: It's kind of hard not to be. You're too big and heavy to be a lapdog. Beau: I ain't heavy. I'm your brother. Me: Right. And it's a long, long road with many a winding turn.... Continue Reading →
Sundays with Beaumont 